Seahorse steps: Wednesday Late Afternoon (after workshops)

[anextimeagent.livejournal.com]

Jack was stretched out on the grass near the steps, basking in the afternoon heat -- shirtless, of course - he was back in Seawhorse, after all.

Oddly enough, he was also reading a book he'd handwavily picked up after his workshop. It wasn't as battered as Sam's copy, but the cover was the same.

There was a box of J,Gob's savoury muffins near his elbow, which he'd happily share, and a bottle of sunscreen, which he'd more than happily rub on share with anyone who wanted to join him in shirtlessness.

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[carter-i-am.livejournal.com]

"Hmmmm..." Sam began to ponder.

[anextimeagent.livejournal.com]

"I know, it's a problem. Because I know you're not into exhibitionism, but how do you hang a hammock in a dorm room?"

[carter-i-am.livejournal.com]

"Well, you need to sink anchors first, and we made need something pneumatic to sink them into the wall, since we're dealing with cinderblock. Then, we add a couple of eye-bolts and just tie it into the wall."

Sam grimaced. "It'll hurt if we fall out, though."

[anextimeagent.livejournal.com]

Jack stared at her, eyes wide, then burst into laughter. "That's my Sam. Incredibly practical. I should have known you'd know how to work it." He kissed her again. "If you can install a hammock in my room, I'll make sure you don't fall out of it. Trust me."

[carter-i-am.livejournal.com]

"It doesn't bother you? The practicality, I mean?" She kissed him back. "And you've got yourself a deal."

[anextimeagent.livejournal.com]

"I love the practicality. I adore the practicality. In fact, it's safe to say there's nothing about you I don't love and adore." He grasped her hand and kissed each of her knuckles in turn. "And I'm looking forward to it with much anticipation."

[carter-i-am.livejournal.com]

"Yay," she smiled. "Turn the page."

[anextimeagent.livejournal.com]

"Yes, Ma'am." Jack retrieved the book, opened it to the page he'd been on, flipped it over, and looked at her. "Do you want to read, or will I."

[carter-i-am.livejournal.com]

"You. I like listening to your voice."

[anextimeagent.livejournal.com]

"Okay." Jack began to read, Sam leaning against him, and he kept reading until it was too dark to see.